Thanks, don't mind if I do.
But seriously, this woman needs to be taken out of this cave for her own good. She would not be safe there indefinitely.
Years ago I knew a similar brain-case in Honolulu who lived in a cave up on the east side of Manoa Valley. I would see her scavenging fruits from the neighborhood yards, and would occasionally have a conversation with her. She always had a tale to tell, but usually she would just talk about her life's project: compiling a Sanskrit-Lakota Dictionary. That has always remained with me since as the pinnacle of useless endeavor. She showed it to me once. It had thousands of entries. But I doubt she ever found a publisher.
Anyway, one day I saw her and she was all beat up, black and blue, bruised and scratched. Some local toughs had come across her cave (or had heard about it) and beat the bejeessess out of her. She apparently had some sympathetic person who had offered her shelter in a home, and swore she would never go back to the cave.
Eventually, this woman on Maui would meet the same fate.
People need to exercise some reasonable common sense in the interest of their own survival.
I had an employee once who was completely, utterly, totally consumed with his one goal in life: to create a fireproof pipe organ.
Apparently, and at least in his alleged mind, those tubes are a fire hazard, so I guess there's a reason for all those stories we hear about old European cathedrals just spontaneously bursting into flames.
It's the pipe organ!